I Had Fun TodayMature

(Cut to the street corner in Mortdale, it's empty because everyone is around the commotion at the hospital, expect for one person and that one person is a depressed George Admin, he looks at the hospital and frowns)

George (thinking to self): That's Kyle that is, that's all my fault, the others got it bang on right about me… all this time trying to hide it live with the guilt. I'm a monster and now those dead at the hospital are more ghosts on my conscious, I just fail at…

Voice: Howdy!

George: AH! (Turns to see Wilhelmina standing there)

George: Why are you here?

Wilhelmina: To talk to you.

George: You don't wanna talk to me, my brothers… my best friend… my girlfriend never want to speak to me again and I can hardly blame them.

Wilhelmina: How'd you keep that to yourself? When you befriended Greg? Kissed Lucy for the first time? Spoke to your brothers every day?

George: I went along burying it, pretending it never happened… but in the back of my mind I knew it was there… that's why I was anti-social at first. I didn't want to be seen as a loser by my peers and I felt like I was punishing myself, for a punishment I deserved, I only wanted to be a hero in the eyes of the newbies. I lived in fantasy land… but reality is shit right?

Wilhelmina: That's true, coming from the girl that tried to drown out her sorrows.

George: So why are you here? If you're here to try and make me feel better it ain't gonna work.

Wilhelmina: See that hospital? It's likely Kyle and co are there and Greg and Co are gonna go and fight them.

George: They won't want me there.

Wilhelmina: Look, I don't know what it is with me and comforting people, especially boys you, Greg hell even Danny, well Damien, as I like to call him to drive him mad. I've heard all three of your sob stories, they bore me to death.

George: Then why are you even here?

Wilhelmina: Look, I just wanna say, it was a shock for me to discover what you did, but that's the past. I see a boy in the present whose generally sorry for what he did.

George: You…

Wilhelmina: I know what it's like when the world is against you, trust me the whole town hunted me down and no one believed me, if it wasn't for Joey. I'd be six feet under by now… he gave me chance… and I took it. I want to give you that chance, everyone deserves one, you fuck up, but you try again, that's life. The strongest people aren't the one's that don't fall on their ass, their the one's that fall on their ass, but get up again.

George: Are you saying…?

Wilhelmina: Go help them dumbo! Damien can brag all he wants, but I know the best Chavologist in town when I see him.

(George smiles)

Wilhelmina: And to redeem yourself, you can go kick some Black Crest arse. Sitting around wallowing is going to get you nowhere, I tried it, but when I finally started fighting for my friends and what I believed in, that's when I finally starting living, so I feel like I'm doing my part now by helping you, now you go and do yours.

George: Thanks Wilhelmina, anyone tell you you'd make a great councillor?

Wilhelmina: Not really… I'm going to go back to the house and see what's burning. Oh and George, good luck.

George: Thanks (he sets off)

(Meanwhile at the hospital, it's mayhem, crashing and screaming crowds fleeing out of the hospital or others going into save relatives)

Greg: WHAT'S GOING ON!

Random Slag in the Crowd: BLACK CREST ATTACK ON THE HOSPITAL! KYLE AND CO ARE ON THE ROOF!

Thomas: Well thank you, random lady in the crowd who knows and speaks for all.

Random Slag in the Crowd: NO PROB!

(The others proceed into the hospital)

Black Crestor: YOU WINTERS! I'LL…

(He gets not further as Mrs Conrad swishes an axe at his head, the next second, it rolls across the floor)

Mrs Conrad: I'll fend off intruders you lot, take the staircase and we'll finish this.

(They proceed to climb the stairs, slowly and everyone has to fight black Crestors on the way up)

Miss Wellington: Not my idea, of an ideal school trip!

Mrs Layton: You don't say, come on Lucy honey. (punches Black Crestor in the face) we need to move.

Lucy: Oh George why...?

Florence: OH BITCH GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF! (Slaps her) JACK HAS BROKEN UP WITH ME MORE TIMES THAN I CAN COUNT AND THIS TIME IT MAY BE FOR REAL! BUT DO THY SIT DOWN AND DIE! NO I DO NOT! NOW GET UP AND FIGHT FOR ONCE!

(Lucy is shocked, but then slowly begins to fight back)

Mrs Layton: THAT'S IT LUCY!

Lucy: I can do this, okay thanks a bunch Florence.

Florence: I know how to get a message across.

Danny: So brother, why'd you dump her? She's quite the package.

Jack: You call me your brother now?

Danny: Hey, you wanted a reaction, still this is weird… you as my brother.

Jack: We'll have to get used to it.

Daz: HANG ON (Stops) this is Uraz's floor.

Mrs Conrad: Oh she's dead anyway, let's move on.

Daz: She might not be y’know?

Suzanne: I agree, let's check it out.

(They do… only discover Uraz dead in her bed ,a knife in her head and her scalp missing)

Greg: Kyle the bastard, he scalped her like he scalped Bastian.

Daz: (trying not to get emotional) Aw well… only to be expected… still bye Uraz.

Gordon: I NEED A MOMENT! (Leaves the room and bursts out crying, at the emotional trauma)

Greg: He didn't even know her.

Ryan (coughing): That was fucking odd.

Mrs Conrad: Well the bitch is dead, let's move on, or we'll die too.

(Just then “Beautiful” by Christina Ageulria begins to play on a radio that has fell to the floor)

Christina: (singing) because you are beautiful no matter what they say…

Joey: Alright don't rub it in.

(They climb the staircase futher)

Aaron: Is it just me or is the building shaking.

Danny: Sure that's not just you’re last hangover!

Priest: NO I'M SURE IT IS! Damn! How the hell does a normal priest like me, get caught in the scenarios?

Suzanne: You choose to follow these guys.

Priest: Yeah well, so do you love.

Suzanne: I'm here for the story.

Priest: Where's your cameraman then?

Suzanne: Well…

(Before she can answer, Greg bursts open the door to the roof and the cast step onto the roof)

Sasha: This shit is eerie.

(It is nightime, below them there is a lot of action and screaming and bright orange lights are burning below them…)

Melody: The scent of death is strong.

Joey: Shit! Were standing on bodies!

(They can see that they are, Alan and Gordon puke up at the sight)

Thomas: Where is Kyle then?

Greg: There!

(Points at two lone figures on the roof, Mrs Conrad and Greg charge forward)

Kyle: STOP THERE!

(Holds a knife to the throat of…)

Mrs Conrad: Eric honey?

Eric: Hey Helen? Erm... sticky situation here, huh?

Kyle: Drop your weapons, or freckle face here gets it.

(Mrs Conrad does so and forces Greg to do the same)

Eric: Don't drop your weapons lad, finish him, screw me!

Mrs Conrad: Don't say that!

Imogen: DAD!

Mrs Conrad: Stay back honey…

Kyle: Evil plot this time was simple, arouse followers, attack a place of innocents and healing that was the hospital, surely Greg and Co would come along and look here we are.

Greg: What do you want?

Kyle: Simple my Black Crestors rounded up your relatives.

Jack: WHERE ARE THEY!?

Kyle: You're standing on them.

(Suddenly it dawns on everyone)

Thomas (sobbing): Mum… Dad…! YOU MONSTER! YOU SCALPED THEM AND KILLED THEM ALL!

Ryan: THE FUCK WITH THIS! I'M DEAD ANYWAY!

(He charges forward to attack Kyle, Kyle quickly manages to keep a grip on Eric and stab Ryan in the head)

Aaron: RYAN!

(Ryan slumps forward dead)

Aaron: OH MY GOD! YOU KILLED RYAN!

Gordon: YOU BASTARD!

Kyle: Thank you.

Aaron: Mate (starts to sob)

Kyle: Big bad, man, got a heart then. I feel for you truly.

Aaron: Fuck you! HE WAS A MATE OF MINE AND… (Breaks down)

(Gordon follows suite)

Chantelle: (in shell-shock) my favourite shag buddy dead, he might be the father of my bab… I feel this weird feeling.

Helpless TA: It's grief love, it's what I feel every day when I realise I'm chained to Chelsea and another day of my life wasted.

Melody: I told you he would die in six hours.

Danny: Whaddya want a medal? Still I guess me and you, have got to start being more sensitive to others.

Melody: I suppose…

Kyle: You can kill me Mrs Conrad, but first you must give me Greg, I'll kill him and then I'll give your husband back. I'll die happy in the knowledge, Greg is finally dead and I know the only thing to stop, Mrs Conrad striking is a threat to her family. I didn't see the tapes but hell, you're family has got to be your weakness, that's why so many of them lie dead To break you all!

Lucy: My mum… brothers… and sisters… step brothers…

Charmaine: Alrite, we get the point.

Kyle: Decide… I'm going to die and I accept that, but who goes down with me? Mrs Conrad your husband or Greg?

Mrs Conrad: You're an insane little boy.

Kyle: I've been told that, but Frank brought me up right. I'm accepted where I am. Now you have 30 seconds or else…

Florence: AND NOW MY SCENE!

Imogen: Wait, what?

Florence: Gold is cold… (Takes off bracelets) Diamonds are dead (takes off earrings) a limousine is a car… (Takes off clothes until she is walking only in her high heels, but is naked otherwise) don't pretend, feel what's real, that's it… (Pulls out a fragrance from her bust and sprays it on herself) J'adore…

(Silence)

Jack: What the hell? FLORENCE, WHAT WAS THAT POINTLESS SHIT ALL ABOUT!?

Kyle: Irritating girl, I'll kill you next and…

Florence: Oh, it wasn't pointless, it was a distraction.

Kyle: From what?

Voice: ME! (George Admin, has managed to sneak on to the roof while everyone was staring at Florence, now he charges at Kyle, performing a clothesline that sends Kyle sprawling to the floor. Eric breaks free of his grip and scurries back to Mrs Conrad)

George: I GOT HIM! YOU GUYS GO!

Greg: GEORGE I CAN HELP!

(Kyle catches George off guard and stabs him in the shoulder)

Richard: ME- OLDER BROTHERS… I'M COMINGS…

(He runs forward to assist George, but Kyle slashes at him with the knife he pulls out of George’s shoulder and Richard's head comes off his body)

Alan: No! His dead! (Secretly thinking) thank fuck for that.

Andrew: NOO YOU FUCKER! DEAL WITH THIS BITCH!

(Charges forward to assist his brother, the three wrestle bloodily, right towards the edge of the hospital roof)

George: You forgive me brother?

Andrew: I'm burying the hatchet for…

(He gets distracted, Kyle places his knife in his brain and Andrew Admin, falls to the floor dead)

George: YOU! YOU KILLED MY BROTHERS! FUCK YOU!

Kyle: They thought they could kill me? Pathetic. Just like you.

(George roars at him, the bloody fight grows more intense and there inches from the hospital roof’s edge)

Eric: THEIR GONNA FALL!

Mrs Conrad: I'LL HELP GEORGE!

Greg: GEORGE!

(Someone runs right past Greg and Mrs Conrad and charges into the bawling pair)

Imogen: LUCY! GET BACK HERE! IT'S NOT SAFE!

George: LUCY NO, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?

Lucy: George you're a half soaked idiot… and I'm a bimbo… I know what you did was horrific, but hell I still I love you, so let's take this sick fuck down together hey?

(George smiles)

George: Thank you. I love you too.

Lucy: You're welcome.

(The three wrestle closer to the edge, Mrs Conrad and Greg charge forward)

Kyle: NO! I WON'T LOSE! NOT LIKE THIS!

(Enraged, he punches George hard in the face, which sends him crashing into Greg and Mrs Conrad, Lucy tries to punch him by herself, but Kyle ducks and stabs her in the chest)

(Gasps)

George: LUCY!

(She doesn't speak, she can only gasp, staring tearfully at George, blood flowing from her mouth, she stumbles backwards and clean off the edge of the hospital roof)

George: (In disbelief) No...

Kyle: I had fun today. (Laughs)

(Everyone charges forward to finish Kyle off, but none charge forward faster than George, who flies into Kyle, with such force they both fly inches towards the edge of the hospital roof)

Greg (anguished cry): GEORGE!

(George turns to face him one last time and smiles, which Greg manages to return before with a final push, both he and Kyle go over the edge, there's the sound of screaming then a defining crack, and defying silence)

Greg: No… No… No... NO!

(Looks over the edge, at the three splattered corpses, of Lucy Brown, George Admin and Kyle)

Mrs Conrad: Greg get away from the edge!

Greg: NO!

Mrs Conrad: THEIR DEAD YOU STUPID BOY! WE CAN'T HELP THEM NOW!

Danny: Guys, I hate to ruin the moment, but this hospital is gonna fall. We need to go, like now!

Thomas (sobbing): His right… I'm sorry Greg.

Eric: This is my fault.

Mrs Conrad: Don't start that honey… we need to get off this roof and now!

(They group manoeuvre through the hospital and manage to escape the burning building, Greg is too numb to notice or care about the fire, a few seconds after their escape, the building begins to collapse)

Danny: SHIT RUN!

Florence: A bit hard while nude and in high heels…

(In an action packed scene, the building collapses behind them the gang all escape the dust cloud. Weary and exhausted and covered in dust, they collapse as the rescue teams come in…)

Greg: George.

Daz: It's alrite, it's over, it's over...

(They rest on a meadow by the hospital, as the clear-up begins)

Wilhelmina: (arriving at the scene) Guys we burnt the tapes, all of em, what's a matter? Guys where's George? Where's Lucy?

Mrs Layton: George, Lucy, Ryan, Andrew, Richard and Kyle are dead.

Wilhelmina: Oh (Silence at this) but Kyle's dead though?

Mrs Conrad: Yes.

Wilhelmina: Look I know this is a sad time… but Kyle's dead! I know I'm not an alkie anymore, but come on! We can pour a glass to that, surely!

Thomas: Well guys, the Black Crestors either went down with the hospital, or were arrested. That should put a severe dent in their numbers.

Work summary

With an army of friends behind him and only a few threats left, To Greg Winters it looks like all will finally be well. However his nemesis Kyle is far from done, a series of brutal attacks will leave several dead, as Greg and his friends must learn about each other's pasts to tie up loose ends, and discover secrets that will ultimately destroy Mortdale or create a new and better Mortdale.

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